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"Junior, you dare?!"
"You—!"
The rest of their enraged indignation died in their throat when the elders saw the crimson-haired girl leisurely take off her mask, revealing a very familiar, beautifully smiling face.
Obviously, they weren't stunned by how gorgeous she was.
"E-E-E-E…" The old man who had just called her 'junior' sputtered for almost a full minute before he managed to regain some control of his tongue. "E-Emilia?!"
The crimson-haired girl chuckled. "I don't think we're on a first-name basis, are we?"
Despite her lighthearted tone, none of the elders of the Nightingale clan found the situation amusing.
After all, the girl in front of them was Emilia White, the Empress of Blue Dawn, and the little princess of the White Deer Corporation. No matter how they thought about it, she… was definitely not supposed to be here.
